santhosh kana Biography

They told me
“wipe your tears, be a Man”! !
How’s it to be a Man? ?
I wake up to your absence
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This is the toughest
The dark lanes
The phantoms of the past
The thin alley of faith
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Every ghat is a train station
With the smoke of an announcement
The river is the train of eternity
The platform of separation, the goodbye
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I never knew how to paint my Heart,
so insipid, pallid, bland and naive,
which colour
thicker or lighter
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We might have been
In the same train's adjacent coaches
Got wet in the same rain
Took shelter under the same roof
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